He swallowed and she stared at his Adam’s apple then flicked her gaze back up at him. Indian sex She already had her hands around his back, digging her fingers in. Sliding her fingers up his leg, she gripped him at the base to start an even rhythm with her hand and her mouth. Her fingers twisted into the fabric as they started again. He pulled out slowly and thrust back in, hard. He interrupted her and said, “My drink is all over you.”
She was staring at him like he’d grown horns. She was sprawled across his lap and red wine was sinking into the fabric of her dress. Wet and warm, she applied even pressure around with her lips and glided back and forth over his smooth skin. She clung to him with her arms and dragged her mouth down his neck and over to his shoulder.
